Friday, September 5, 2008

Endless nights - Supertramp

Putting a cap on this night, Tonight, remembering those crazy nights on the 70's smoking a joint, walking countless hours, on the streets of my Santos, with long vanished friends.

The Logical SongWhen I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful,A miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical.And all the birds in the trees, well they'd be singing so happily,Joyfully, playfully watching me.But then they send me away to teach me how to be sensible,Logical, responsible, practical.And they showed me a world where I could be so dependable,Clinical, intellectual, cynical.

There are times when all the worlds asleep,The questions run too deepFor such a simple man.Won't you please, please tell me what we've learnedI know it sounds absurdBut please tell me who I am.

Now watch what you say or they'll be calling you a radical,Liberal, fanatical, criminal.Won't you sign up your name, we'd like to feel you'reAcceptable, respectable, presentable, a vegetable!

At night, when all the worlds asleep,The questions run so deepFor such a simple man.Won't you please, please tell me what we've learnedI know it sounds absurdBut please tell me who I am.

Don't leave me now.Don't leave me nowLeave me out in the pouring rainWith my back against the wallDon't leave me nowDon't leave me nowLeave me out with nowhere to goAnd the shadows start to fallDon't leave me nowDon't leave me nowLeave me out on this lonely roadAs the wind begins to howlDon't leave me nowDon't leave me nowAll alone on this darkest nightFeeling old and cold and greyDon't leave me now

Don't leave me nowLeave me holding an empty heartAs the curtain starts to fallDon't leave me nowDon't leave me nowAll alone in this crazy worldWhen I'm old and cold and grey and time is gone...

Breakfast in AmericaTake a look at my girlfriendShes the only one I gotNot much of a girlfriendNever seem to get a lot

Take a jumbo across the waterLike to see AmericaSee the girls in CaliforniaI'm hoping its going to come trueBut there's not a lot I can do

Could we have kippers for breakfastMummy dear, mummy dearThey got to have em in TexasCos everyones a millionaire

I'm a winner, I'm a sinnerDo you want my autographI'm a loser, what a jokerI'm playing my jokes upon youWhile there's nothing better to do

Don't you look at my girlfriendShes the only one I gotNot much of a girlfriendNever seem to get a lot

Take a jumbo cross the waterLike to see AmericaSee the girls in CaliforniaI'm hoping it's going to come trueBut there's not a lot I can do